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Take a moment to look around. Can you see how lucky you are? Are you grateful for what you've found? Haven't you gotten wishes made on a star? Life is a precious, priceless gift. Even though it's tough sometimes getting around each day. Frustration can set your mind a drift. Doubt or regret heavily on your conscience weigh. Death of a loved one or their struggle for life. Insecurities dancing around in your head. Worry and despair are sharper then any knife. It's hard to keep the faith when you're being misled. Focused on darkness when you most need the light. Eaten up by loneliness you can't break through. To stay positive and productive is a constant fight. If you win and live happily what more can you do? Besides making your life better and leaving pain behind. Much harder to achieve is peace of mind. Some search for it their whole life long. Others draw comfort from poetry or an exciting book. And there are those who choose to lean on a song. If you keep looking, someday you'll find what it took. Even if you don't it's the searching that counts. You may not see that now, but maybe you will. Making the effort to try is paramount. Once you do, I'm sure you'll feel the Ultimate thrill.9-19-98
No one said life was a breeze. Others muddle through with apparent ease. I've made mine hell, I am to blame. In the blink of an eye it was never the same. Buying a bike was stupid, I grant you that. I regret it immensely from this chair I've long sat. If only I had known what lie ahead. I'd have saved longer and bought a car instead. What the hell was I thinking, what could it have been? Did I need to suffer so to prove I could win? Now everything's so hard and I get so sad. How can you forgive yourself when you're still mad? The chair or the 'leg' all draw curious stares. Feels like a mockery of myself I can hardly bear. Like leftovers left for too long. Would anyone miss me if I was gone? I look at my child and know for sure. For this kind of heartache there is no easy cure. Somehow accepting it isn't enough. Sometimes I feel like a poker-faced bluff. There's things I can't do that bug me no end. From effortless walking to a well balanced bend. Yes I know, I'm lucky to be here. I'm sorry if my whining offended your ear. Just please, please learn from me. Keep your eyes open, be aware of what you see. Because God has a way of hearing what we say. And what the Lord giveth can also be taken away. 8-19-98
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